Harbinger of death
Arrived on sultry wings;
Blessing of the winds
Frayed and torn,
Receiver of the ill and
Mistress to the moon
(A kiss from eternal worlds)
In time of fire and flood;
Dressed in a dusky robe,
Out from the deeper woods
On the earliest day of the year.
It’s a dream, they keep
In false eyes, memories
Of forgotten stars
On horizon’s edge;
Fluttering like a great wave,
Floating between two
Unknowns, fierce
And enduring.
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 1:20 AM UTC
Harbinger of death
Arrived on sultry wings;
Blessing of the winds
Frayed and torn,
Receiver of the ill and
Mistress to the moon
(A kiss from eternal worlds)
In time of fire and flood;
Dressed in a dusky robe,
Out from the deeper woods
On the earliest day of the year.
It’s a dream, they keep
In false eyes, memories
Of forgotten stars
On horizon’s edge;
Fluttering like a great wave,
Floating between two
Unknowns, fierce
And enduring.
